Melanchthon -- the Safety of the virtuous... And, as we commonly say, "Where the pain is there one claps his hand," I could not, in this so great affliction, make up my mind to turn my discourse upon any .../.../various/the worlds great sermons volume i/melanchthon the safety of.htm

Letter iii. --To Ablabius .... with it, and striking upon us with a very damp feeling, threatened such rain as had never yet been known, and on the left there were continuous claps of thunder .../.../gregory/gregory of nyssa dogmatic treatises etc/letter iii to ablabius.htm

Purity.... We hear the ocean furious or exulting. The thunder-claps are grand, or angry, according to the different states of our mind. Nay ...//christianbookshelf.org/robertson/sermons preached at brighton/x purity.htm

Moody's Stories... is propped up at table, and at first perhaps it uses the spoon upside down, but by and by it uses it all right, and mother, or perhaps sister, claps her hands ...//christianbookshelf.org/moody/moodys stories/moodys stories.htm

The Blind Beggar... opened. I think I see the poor man as he hears the story, he drinks it in,claps his hands, and cries, "Then there is yet hope for me. .../.../spurgeon/spurgeons sermons volume 5 1859/the blind beggar.htm

'Me a Christian!'... He was a petty kinglet, permitted by the grace of Rome to live and to pose as if he were the real thing, and yet he struts and claps his wings and crows on his .../.../maclaren/expositions of holy scripture the acts/me a christian.htm

Paul's First Prayer... The angel claps his wings, up he flies to heaven, and says, "Brethren angels, list to me, Behold, he prayeth.'" Then they set heaven's bells ringing; they have .../.../spurgeon/spurgeons sermons volume 1 1855/pauls first prayer.htm

Old Revival Hymns.... worlds I steer, And seas are calm and skies are clear, And faith in lively exercise, And distant hills of Canaan rise, My soul for joy then claps her wings .../.../brown/the story of the hymns and tunes/chapter vii old revival hymns.htm

Our Stronghold... I see my wealth, like a flock of birds upon the fields, here one moment and gone the next, for a passer-by claps his hand and everything takes to itself wings ...//christianbookshelf.org/spurgeon/sermons on proverbs/our stronghold.htm